and Lord Hastings now had taken their places with Jack behind the
chimney.

"Well, we can't fool around here all day," said Jack. "We'll circle
about and one of us can get him."

Lord Hastings, wounded, was left behind the chimney, while Frank, who
had produced another revolver, leaped out suddenly to the left, Jack at
the same time springing to the right. Then they moved forward.

"Hold on," came Blosberg's voice at this moment. "I surrender."

The three friends breathed easier.

"Drop your gun and come out--and have your hands in the air," ordered
Jack, still holding his revolver ready.

A moment later Blosberg appeared, unarmed.

Jack lowered his own weapon, and as he did so Blosberg, with a sudden
cry, dashed forward and leaped off the roof into space.

For a brief instant Jack was stunned; then he dashed to the edge of the
roof and peered over. He saw Blosberg's twisting, tumbling body crash
head-first upon the hard walk, and then lay still.

CHAPTER VI.

WITH THE MOTORBOAT FLEET.

Frank and Lord Hastings also came quickly forward and peered over the
edge of the roof.

Jack wiped beads of perspiration from his face; then turned and lifted
his hat.

"That," he said quietly, "took nerve; for he must have known he would be
killed."

"But he preferred it to falling into the hands of an enemy," said Frank.
"He was a brave man."

"Come," said Lord Hastings; "we shall go down and carry him into the
house. Then we shall notify the civil authorities and they can take
charge of his body."

They made their way down stairs and tenderly carried the body of the
Baron into the house, where they stretched out his mangled form as well
as possible and covered it with a sheet. Lord Hastings went to the
telephone in the hall and notified the authorities.

"Well," he said, "we may as well go now."

"How about your wound, sir?" asked Jack. "I saw blood on your coat a
moment ago."

"True; I had forgotten," replied Lord Hastings.

He stripped off his coat and Jack examined the wound.

"Just a scratch," he said cheerfully. "I'll fix it up in a jiffy, sir."

He did a neat job and Lord Hastings again donned his coat and turned to
go.

"Wait a minute, sir; you are forgetting something," exclaimed Frank.

"What's that?" asked Lord Hastings in surprise.

"Davis, sir."

"By Jove! I had forgotten all about that scoundrel," said Lord Hastings.

He led the way to the room where he had so recently placed D